Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 103159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 516(@200wpm)___ 413(@250wpm)___ 344(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 516(@200wpm)___ 413(@250wpm)___ 344(@300wpm)
Hunter rolled me over and picked me up in his arms.
“What are you doing?” I softly asked as I settled against his chest.
“I’m going to wash you up.”
I lifted my head and stared at him as he walked us into the bathroom attached to the guest bedroom. Hunter set me down and turned the shower on, feeling the water until it got to the temperature he wanted. Taking my hand in his, he walked us in. Grabbing a bar of soap and a cloth, he washed my entire body. When he cleaned between my legs, I moaned.
“Don’t be making those noises. I don’t want to hurt you by getting all excited and having sex too much.”
“There is no such thing as too much with you, Mr. Shaw.”
He looked up and winked at me, causing my stomach to flip like I was on a roller coaster. Once he was finished with me, I returned the favor. We dried off, and Hunter walked me back to the bed, straightened the covers and motioned for me to get in. Then he climbed in behind me, drew my body against his, and whispered, “Get some sleep, angel.”
I melted into him. With a smile on my face and Hunter’s arm around my body, I drifted off to sleep.
Chapter Twenty-Four
HUNTER
Travis walked into the meeting on Monday morning with a smile on his face. He glanced around the room before taking a seat.
“Interesting past few days,” he said as he flipped through some papers.
Kipton and I exchanged a look.
Glancing back up, Travis focused on Kipton. “It appears that the audience loves the idea of you and Hunter going on a date. After the little exchange in Vegas, despite being brief, people seem to think there’s a connection between the two of you.”
We didn’t say a word. Neither did Jack.
Travis glanced at his partner. “We might want to investigate audience participation more. We had a tremendous response, like I mentioned to you on Saturday. Interaction with the audience is a good thing.”
“It was pretty impressive, the response,” Jack said as he picked up a printout of the results. Kipton had won over Kimber by a landslide. Sarah came in a distant third.
“I think we should arrange the date this week before we break for the holiday. Christmas is on Saturday, so let’s do your date on Wednesday. We can plan something fun…something you’ll enjoy.”
Kipton looked at me and shrugged before focusing back on Travis. “You’re the boss.”
He lifted a brow. “You’re not going to argue about it?”
“Would it do me any good?”
Travis chuckled. “No, you’d still be going on the date.”
Jack leaned forward. “I think we should have Kipton host it still, then announce that she’s the date. It’ll make for a bit more fun, and take the audience by surprise.”
I nodded in agreement, but still hadn’t said a word.
Travis thought about it for a moment, then grinned. “That’s a great idea. Then we’re all agreed that the Wednesday date will be with Kipton and Hunter?” he asked.
The rest of us nodded.
Travis wrote some notes, then said, “Okay, well, let’s get a few things filmed today that we can show on Friday’s show. It won’t be live since it’s Christmas Eve, but I still want people to get something for that two-hour slot, regardless if it isn’t a date.” He glanced up and again looked between me and Kipton, as if waiting for one of us to say something.
She stood. “If we’re done, I’m going to meet with the crew and go over how we’ll handle Wednesday.”
Jack stood. “I’ll join you. I need to talk to the camera crew about the shots from the house.”
“What’s wrong with the shots?” Travis asked.
“Nothing, but they’ve been spending a lot of time in the hot tub, so we asked the ladies if they had a problem with us putting a camera out there. They said no.”
“Perfect. Maybe we should do a group date at the house and make it a hot tub party,” Travis stated, as he wrote something else on the paper in his hand.
It took everything in me not to yell out hell no.
Kipton kept a neutral expression on her face as she said, “Why don’t you make them have a bikini contest as well.”
Travis stared at Kipton, then laughed. “I’m sorry?”
“These are more than just beautiful women. I thought you wanted to be different from the other shows out there, yet you want to have a hot tub party at the house?”
Jack cleared his throat. “Should we not put a camera out there?”
Kipton turned to look at him. “I guess that would depend on how they feel about it. However, to suggest a group date in the hot tub seems cheesy. But what do I know? I’m just the host with the pretty face.”
Turning on her heels, Kipton walked out of the room with her head held high and a little bit more swagger in her step. I couldn’t help but lean back in my chair and smile.